Superman

Thousands of years ago, Seth, the god of death, attempted to use the reincarnation ritual to enter the world and turn ancient Egypt into an invincible empire of the dead. He certainly never thought that mortals could resist himself.

Obviously it is occupying the body and completing rebirth.

The arrival of the head is like taking the initiative to send the head, please enter the urn.

"The arrogant..."

The pitch-black shadow churned in Luke's body, and a burst of strong aura formed a substance erupting, like a bright blazing fire.

The densely packed hieroglyphs appeared on his face like a curse, which looked particularly terrifying.

"This is the anger of death?"

Luke stood there, unmoved.

There was neither panic nor fear at all.

At present, everything is still under control.

He previously believed that the gods, which symbolize power, war, desert, and death, might be stronger than they are now.

Considering the millennium years and the changes of the times, not many people still know the nine pillar gods of Egypt.

Weakness in this way is also forgivable.

"But so."

After a rhetorical question, Luke answered.

The flirty evaluation is more like a strong and unrelenting taunt, which completely aroused Set's thunderous anger.

The dark shadows that existed in the body showed the ferocious body of a jackal.

"I will make you feel..."

Seth wanted to threaten it, madly extract the life force of this arrogant human being, and let the other party understand the pain of death.

But after another thought, if Luke died, it would be a failure of the ceremony.

He has waited for thousands of years. Doesn't his plan to come to this world be declared bankrupt?

The embarrassing situation of a dilemma suddenly made Sete at a loss, and his high tone fell silent for a while.

"What do you feel? A desolate dilemma of a dead spirit?"

A sneer full of contempt came from Luke's mouth.

"The nine pillar god of Egypt has become a thing of the past."

"In this age of declining faith, you are no different from the old antiques in thrift stores."

"Those things are at least worth some money."

"And you are worthless."

Word by word seemed like a sharp knife, revealing the only trace of dignity and dignity left by Sete.

Lifting off the seemingly mysterious and powerful coat, the essence of being strong on the outside and being strong on the inside and being fierce on the inside was exposed.

"I have dealt with many dimensional demon gods, who alone support the world, and their own existence continues to expand, like twinkling stars, standing in the sea of ​​the universe, unshakable by changes in foreign objects."

"And you, without the power of faith, even mortals are inferior."

Luke mobilized the stellar energy in his body to suppress the incompetent and furious death god Set.

At the same time, he also used the identity of the Supreme Master to communicate with Emperor Wei Shan and draw strength.

An extremely magnificent pillar of pure white light fell from the sky, covering Superman.

"The Ancient God..."

Seth was shocked.

He is one of the Egyptian nine pillar gods.

Naturally, we can perceive the true identity of Emperor Weishan.

"You are too slow."

Luke smiled.

Pure white light permeates the body.

That incomparably dark shadow, like snow under the sun, is constantly being evaporated.

"I laughed at your right to death."

Luke opened his right hand, and a pharaoh's scepter gradually condensed and appeared in his palm.

He held it abruptly, his eyes flashing with strands of black light, which was very shocking.

The power of Seth, one of the Egyptian gods of nine pillars, fell into his hands.

"I curse you! Use my life, use everything I have!"

The pitch-black shadow seemed to be dragged, pulled, slowly out of Luke's body.

No matter how hard you struggle, no matter how unwilling you are, it is useless.

"It doesn't have to be. Your name, your image, always exist in history."

Luke felt the power contained in the scepter, and smiled lightly: "I'm just an acting god of death. I have neither believers nor be enshrined in the temple."

"Think about it in another way. I'm actually working for you. You are my boss."

"Site, is this much better?"

The Egyptian god of death, seemingly shocked by the shamelessness of mankind, fell into a long silence until the dark shadow completely left the opponent's body.

Chi Chi!Chi Chi Chi Chi!

When the god of death Set was exposed to the sun, it instantly turned into a plume of smoke.

The thick, oily black arrogance sent a large flame.

The sorrowful wailing, the scream of grief and indignation disappeared with the hideous form of the death god Set.

"Reaper is gone?"

Dr. Henry, who had been on the sidelines, and all members of the Bojian Department were stunned.

Although they didn't know what happened just now, they still couldn't help feeling shaken when the results were presented in front of them.

An Egyptian deity who was worshipped by the world thousands of years ago just disappeared.

Even if the people present, the vast majority are firmly atheists.

But after witnessing this scene, they not only wavered their ideas, but also developed a fanatical mood of awe and admiration for Superman.

The reputation value that keeps refreshing and rising is the most obvious manifestation.

"The gods will not die completely."

Luke corrected Dr. Henry's wrong perception.

In his eyes, every life has illusory lines of different lengths.

That is the length of life!

As long as he wants, he can try to cut off or renew someone's life line with the Pharaoh's scepter held in his right hand.

Of course, this is not easy, and a certain price needs to be paid.

"As long as someone can remember their name, as long as the traces of history, they have not completely disappeared."

Luke watched the Egyptian princess Anmanette, who was shivering and trembling, almost covered her entire face.

"They have the opportunity to'resurrect' and descend on this world."

"Maybe for hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years, Seth, who has fallen asleep again, will appear again."

Dr. Henry listened carefully, and he couldn't help thinking, if the god of death Seth was sleeping in darkness, wouldn't the superman holding the pharaoh's scepter be equivalent to the living god of death?

Mindful of this, the senior manager of the Bojian Department subconsciously buried his head lower.

This is the fear of God.

"Not as scary as you think."

Luke seemed to guess Dr. Henry's thoughts and shook his head slightly.

He didn't explain too much, those complicated concepts are too complicated for ordinary people.

The belief system of this world has long been divided by many gods.

Olympus, Greek, Nordic, ancient India, ancient Egypt...

In addition, the two camps of heaven and hell.

The souls of those believers are labeled when they kneel down to a certain god and pray.

As long as he reaches the end of his life, he becomes a "bargaining chip" in the god system.

Those dimensional demons were among them, and at best they only picked up a little leftover leftovers.

Relatively speaking, the importance of "soul bargaining chip" to them is not as important as that of gods.

To Luke, the earth is like a huge casino.

Those gods who rarely appear in this world, the big bosses hidden behind the scenes.

The competition is who has more chips and who has a strong background.

"Reaper-sama..."

Silently acted as a small transparent Anmanite, weakly speaking.

"What can I do for you?"

According to the original contract, she helped the death god Set to come to this world.

In return, not only can they live forever, but they can also become the partner of each other and rule a large territory.

But everything that happened right now was completely beyond her and Death Set's expectations.

"The dead are not welcome in this world."

Luke said lightly.

Anmanite trembled and knelt on both knees.

She finally got rid of the darkness of thousands of years, the seal of the coffin.

If he were to return to his original situation and suffer such torture, it would be worse than death.

"However, considering my underworld, someone needs to manage it."

The corner of Luke's mouth turned up, and after arousing the fear of the Egyptian princess, he personally erased it.

"Are you ready to work for me, Anmanite?"

The ups and downs of life make this Egyptian princess ride a roller coaster.

She exhaled a long breath, tears falling with excitement.

"I will take care of the underworld world for you!"

Anmanite assured.

"hope so."

Luke held the Pharaoh's scepter, his eyes lit up with black light.

Rumble!

The illusory loud noise is like a chain twisting and gears biting.

A magnificent portal imprinted with hieroglyphs slowly opened.

That is the world of Hades!

Belongs to the kingdom of death!

"Ok?"

At the moment when he opened the Hades, Luke seemed to have a subtle connection with the "Reaper Kingdom" that existed in different places.

His sight penetrated the barrier of space and saw a cold world full of humid mist.

Then, a slender figure wearing a green cloak came into view.